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I am having one of those days--okay, okay, inner drama queen, let's be a little more honest--one of those two hour spans of time where I am absolutely loathing being an adult.
It's absolutely pathetic, and I'd like to slap myself around a little bit right now...a lot bit right now.
It's just ironing out benefits and compensation for vacation time and resignations and blah blah blah and motherfarqing health care and just all that painfully obnoxious and headache-inducing loveliness.
I need a gun, a cocktail, and an Advil.
It's absolutely pathetic, and I'd like to slap myself around a little bit right now...a lot bit right now.
It's just ironing out benefits and compensation for vacation time and resignations and blah blah blah and motherfarqing health care and just all that painfully obnoxious and headache-inducing loveliness.
I need a gun, a cocktail, and an Advil.